This was a hatred that had existed for untold years, emanating from the Cyan Dragon, one of the four Ancient Divine Beasts. It was so intense that the entire mountain emanated an invisible pressure. All living creatures here felt this immense force, trembling so violently they could barely stand.
After a long while, the light in the Cyan Dragon's eyes gradually dimmed. It then looked at Xu Luo and said, "Lord Star Monarch, this little dragon has a favor to ask."
"Go on," Xu Luo said, looking at the Cyan Dragon.
"This little dragon is willing to follow you, Lord Star Monarch, transforming into a tattoo on your body to provide you with power. My only request is that when the day comes that you encounter the Kunpeng, you allow this little dragon to take part in slaying it!" the Cyan Dragon said earnestly.
The White Tiger, who was standing to the side, thought for a moment and said, "In that case, count me in as well."
